Chapter 32: Ning Fengzhi's Relief
"Good boy, you've got guts!"
Zhao Wuji was momentarily taken aback, then burst into a hearty laugh. He spun around, a flash of yellow light, and leaped into the arena.
"Crack!"
Whether intentional or not, irregular cracks appeared on the ground centered on where Zhao Wuji landed.
Ning Fengzhi turned to look at Bone Douluo beside him and teased, "Uncle Bone, look at this Seventh-Ringed Soul Saint, Teacher Zhao, and he's still trying to get ahead of the younger guy."
"He probably sensed Xiaotian's aura and doesn't want to get a clean win to redeem himself," Bone Douluo replied with a smile.
As they spoke, both of them simultaneously glanced at Ning Rongrong, who remained stunned.
Gazing into the arena, Li Tianyi remained unfazed in the face of the Seventh-Ringed Soul Saint, Zhao Wuji, his entire body enveloped in golden flames, like a god of war descending to earth.
Zhu Zhuqing's dark eyelashes trembled, a strange glint flashing in her beautiful eyes. "Is this his true strength?"
Dai Mubai stared at Li Tianyi, whose demeanor had drastically changed after his transformation. His evil eyes dimmed, becoming somewhat dull. He murmured dejectedly, "I never thought that even with all our strength, the five of us couldn't bring out his true strength."
Xiao Wu went over and helped Tang San to his feet, saying, "Third brother, are you alright?"
Tang San felt bitter. He had innate full soul power, twin martial spirits, lived two lives as a human, and possessed the support of the Tang Sect's unique skills. Couldn't all of this defeat the man before him?
Xiao Wu saw the disappointment in Tang San's eyes and soothed him, "Third brother, don't lose heart. You still have hidden weapons."
Tang San's eyes gradually regained their color. "
Yes! I haven't lost. I still have hidden weapons. If I could forge the top hidden weapons from the Xuantian Treasure Record, I could definitely defeat him."
Inside the arena, Zhao Wuji gazed at Li Tianyi and said casually, "Boy, do you know what realm I'm in?"
Li Tianyi, trapped within the golden flames, seemed unable to contain the frenzy of his transformation. He rasped, "Begin, Teacher Zhao."
Zhao Wuji shook his head and sighed, "Young man, even arrogance requires a certain level of skill. You're still a bit inexperienced."
"Boom!" Seven spirit rings of varying colors yellow, purple, and black instantly rose. With a mighty bear roar, Zhao Wuji entered his martial spirit's possession, his already broad frame growing even taller.
By this point, he was over two meters tall, his muscles bulging, his brown eyes radiating an unparalleled dominance.
"Boy, I'll give you three moves first. Don't accuse me of bullying."
"Oh?"
Li Tianyi raised his lips, and a series of golden phantoms streaked through the air.
Zhao Wuji stabilized his lower body and met the phantoms with his sandbag-sized fist.
"Bang!"
Their fists connected, and Li Tianyi took Zhao Wuji's previous position. Watching the retreating figure, Li Tianyi pressed forward with renewed force.
"What immense strength!" Zhao Wuji hadn't experienced it firsthand until he personally engaged in the fight. Though a look of shock crossed his eyes, there was no panic.
"First Soul Skill: Acala Body."
"Strengthen your defense?" A sneer crossed Li Tianyi's lips as Zhao Wuji unleashed his soul skill. He instantly increased his speed, dodging the opponent's comparatively slow attack. He bent at the waist and delivered a powerful punch to Zhao Wuji's knee.
Zhao Wuji was caught off guard, his knee nearly buckling at an angle, nearly knocking him to his knees.
Li Tianyi paid no heed to the opponent's sullen glare. Facing a Soul Sage, he dared not underestimate the situation. Having gained the upper hand, he capitalized on his speed to attack Zhao Wuji's joints.
"Second Soul Skill: Vajra Palm."
Facing the torrent of blows, Zhao Wuji roared. His palm, infused with his spirit ring, turned golden, doubling in size, and slapped directly towards Li Tianyi.
However, he was still too slow, missing his target, giving Li Tianyi an opening to strike him across the neck with a single blow.
Zhao Wuji's skin glowed with a golden light, remarkably unscathed. Li Tianyi then stepped back three steps to create distance. "What would have happened if I had struck just now? Show your true strength!"
Zhao Wuji chagrined. While he wasn't injured for the time being, it was truly humiliating to have taken so many blows in front of so many juniors.
"Third spirit skill: Gravity Enhancement."
Zhao Wuji's purple spirit ring suddenly grew larger, not flowing towards him, but spreading towards the ground.
Li Tianyi's body sank in an instant, feeling as if he were sinking into a quagmire, his body suddenly growing heavy.
Zhao Wuji, noticing Li Tianyi's loss, smiled as he strode over, decisively striking down with his gleaming golden palm.
This time, Li Tianyi failed to dodge with his speed. He crossed his arms across his chest to block and was immediately knocked back three steps.
Zhao Wuji decided to make a quick decision. It would be embarrassing to tell others that he, a seven-ringed Soul Saint, was held back by a young man. His fourth soul ring suddenly lit up.
A purple soul ring flew out from his body and landed on Li Tianyi like a homing missile.
Although Li Tianyi's consciousness was in a violent state at this time, he recognized Zhao Wuji's positioning and tracking skill. Once locked by his fourth soul ring, Zhao Wuji could close the distance between the two by jumping within a hundred meters.
"Teacher Zhao, I'm sorry."
Li Tianyi's right hand flashed with the "iron piece" again, slashing at the purple soul ring on his body.
"Boy, don't waste your energy. You can't move my Millennium Soul Ring."
Zhao Wuji jumped up as if he'd been bitten on the butt, and quickly retracted the Millennium Soul Ring he had cast on Li Tianyi.
Looking at his own dimmed Soul Ring with heartache, Zhao Wuji looked at Li Tianyi in horror, "What the hell is that thing of yours? It can even absorb Soul Rings?"
"It's just a useless Martial Soul. Come again!"
Zhao Wuji didn't care about being surprised, and quickly engaged Li Tianyi again, refusing to let Li Tianyi touch his Soul Ring no matter what.
Ning Fengzhi, standing off the field, stared in shock at the "metal piece" in Li Tianyi's palm and asked, "Uncle Gu, have you ever heard of a spirit that can absorb spirit rings?"
Bone Douluo pondered for a moment before saying, "Unheard of, Sect Master. I think Xiaotian's mutated spirit is quite extraordinary."
"Oh?"
"Didn't you notice that his spirit seemed to grow a bit the moment it absorbed Zhao Wuji's spirit ring?"
Ning Fengzhi asked in astonishment. "You're saying that his spirit can continue to evolve by using spirit rings as feed?"
Bone Douluo nodded gravely.
Ning Fengzhi quickly fell into deep thought, his eyes flashing with various emotions. As he looked back at the battlefield, his clenched hands loosened with relief.
A faint voice, audible only to Bone Douluo, uttered, "Even without him, we wouldn't be able to face the Spirit Hall and the Clear Sky Sect, right? With the addition of someone like him, it might be a great thing if we could make peace with him."
Bone Douluo nodded, "Don't worry, Sect Master. Have you forgotten? Chen Xin has always been very optimistic about this kid, and the two of them have a deep friendship."
"Roar!"
With a deafening roar, the situation on the field suddenly changed.
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